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<h1><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/24862504">Little Bear and Uncle Dave</a> by <a class='authorlink' href='https://archiveofourown.org/users/SunnyInOregon/pseuds/SunnyInOregon'>SunnyInOregon</a></h1>

<table class="full">

<tr><td><b>Category:</b></td><td>Criminal Minds (US TV)</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Genre:</b></td><td>F/M, Family, Feels, Friendship, Team as Family</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Language:</b></td><td>English</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Status:</b></td><td>Completed</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Published:</b></td><td>2020-06-22</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Updated:</b></td><td>2020-06-22</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Packaged:</b></td><td>2021-05-04 08:40:26</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Rating:</b></td><td>General Audiences</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Warnings:</b></td><td>No Archive Warnings Apply</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Chapters:</b></td><td>1</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Words:</b></td><td>2,839</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Publisher:</b></td><td>archiveofourown.org</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Story URL:</b></td><td>https://archiveofourown.org/works/24862504</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Author URL:</b></td><td>https://archiveofourown.org/users/SunnyInOregon/pseuds/SunnyInOregon</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Summary:</b></td><td><div class="userstuff">
              <p>When Aaron has to leave early to start the triathlon, Uncle Dave steps in to help.</p>
            </div></td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Relationships:</b></td><td>Beth Clemmons/Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia/David Rossi</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Kudos:</b></td><td>37</td></tr>

</table>

<a name="section0001"><h2>Little Bear and Uncle Dave</h2></a>
<div class="story"><div class="fff_chapter_notes fff_head_notes"><b>Author's Note:</b><blockquote class="userstuff">
      <p>Takes place during Season 7, episode 16.</p>
    </blockquote></div><div class="userstuff module">
    
    <p>Blindly, Dave reaches out and smacks the button on the top of his alarm clock. He sits up on the side of the bed and rubs his face with both hands.  Even though he is wearing pajamas, he pulls on the socks he left on the nightstand and puts on his sneakers.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>He stops to use the bathroom, washes his hands when he’s done and finger-combs his thick, dark hair. He grabs a jacket, slips it on and picks up his keys and the go-bag he left by the garage door.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>The drive to Aaron’s place was even faster than he thought it would be, he had forgotten that there wasn’t a lot of traffic at o’dark thirty on a Saturday. He parks in “his” spot in the driveway, grabs his bag and heads to the front door.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Good morning,” Aaron greets warmly from the front door.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Is it,” Dave grumbles.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Aaron smirks. “Thanks for doing this.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“You owe me,” Dave replies as he steps into the house. He places his bag by the couch and slips of his jacket and shoes.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Aaron chuckles. “You didn’t even change clothes.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I figure the munchkin will sleep a little longer and I might as well too.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Good thinking,” Aaron nods. “The coffee pot is ready. You just need to turn it on. Jack will probably sleep until you wake him. He was pretty excited when he heard you would be here this morning and it was difficult getting him to sleep.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave nods and gives Aaron a hard look. “You ready for this?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>The younger man smiles. “We’re about to find out.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“The race starts, when?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“It starts at eight, but my splits have put me close to 3 hours,” Aaron states.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I’ll make certain we are at the finish line in plenty of time,” Dave smiles.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Thanks again, Dave. Jessica said she would watch Jack, but she wouldn’t have been able to bring him to the park. I really appreciate it,” Aaron says somberly.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave smiles and places a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “If it means possibly getting you laid, I’m willing to make sacrifices.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Aaron grins and shakes his head. “On that note, I’m leaving. I’ll see you at the finish line.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave locks the door behind his friend and makes himself comfortable on the couch. Aaron had set out a pillow and blanket ahead of time, for which, Dave was grateful.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>***</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Uncle Dave! Uncle Dave, wake up!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave pries an eye open as Jack lightly taps his cheek. He reaches out quickly and wraps an arm around the boy then drags him onto the couch. Jack squeals as Dave tickles him.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“How dare you wake the bear,” Dave growls playfully. “Pretty brave, little boy!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack laughs and tries to squirm out of Dave’s embrace. Unsuccessful in his escape, Jack wriggles around to face the older man and wraps his arms around Dave’s neck. Dave gives the boy a squeeze.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“You hungry, little bear?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack nods. “Hungry as a poppa bear.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave laughs. “What would you like for breakfast, berries and twigs?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Eww, no! Pancakes.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Pancakes? I didn’t know bears ate pancakes,” Dave muses.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack sits up. “This bear does.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Well, I guess I better make them pancakes so I don’t get eaten.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“You won’t get eaten, Uncle Dave,” Jack replies.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I won’t? How come?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Daddy says you’re too tough,” Jack says innocently.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave laughs loudly and pulls Jack into another embrace. He plants a kiss on the boys’ head. “Jack, my boy, you’re the best friend an old guy like me could ever have.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“You’re my best friend too, Uncle Dave.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave grins and slides the boy off the couch. “Alright, Buddy, let’s make some pancakes!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>***</p>
<p> </p>
<p>After breakfast, Dave got them both dressed and ready for the day.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Can we make daddy a sign, Uncle Dave?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Sure,” Dave agrees. “I think we can do that. You got any art supplies?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack nods excitedly. “Hold on, I’ll get them.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack runs off to his room as Dave finishes the breakfast dishes. He puts the last plate away when Jack runs back into the room. Jack tosses a worn-out cardboard box onto the table.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“This is all I gots,” he announces.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“This is all I have,” Dave corrects gently. He peers into the box. Half crumpled and cut construction paper and worn-down crayons greet him. He inspects the contents for a few seconds. “This is good, but I think we need to go big.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Big?” Jack raises an eyebrow at him.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave holds his arms out. “Big.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack nods solemnly. “How are we going to do that?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave grins and squats down. “We are going to need to take the plunge, my boy. We have to go to Auntie Penelope’s favorite place – the craft store.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack gasps. “Is Auntie Pelope going with us?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Nope. This is a job for Little Bear and Uncle Bear. We only have a few hours,” Dave informs him. “Your Auntie Pelope would keep us there for days and we don’t have days. Come on, let’s get going.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>***</p>
<p> </p>
<p>At the art store, Jack holds tight to Dave’s hand as they walk through the aisles. He’s aware of the looks they are getting from the female population, but he ignores it.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Here we go,” Dave announces. He stops in front of a display of poster boards. “What color do you want?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Umm,” Jack frowns as he looks at the selections. He finally points at a plain white board. “That one.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave grabs the board and they give it a good look. “No marks on it, kind of flexible – excellent choice.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack grins. “What’s next?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Hmm, well I think we need some markers,” Dave tells him.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Can we get some glitter,” Jack asks excitedly.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Glitter can be very messy,” a woman who just entered the aisle says. “Make sure you do it outside otherwise you’ll have it everywhere.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Good advice,” Dave nods. He looks at Jack. “We’re doing this at the park.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Okay,” Jack agrees. He grabs Dave’s hand.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Thanks,” Dave smiles at the woman.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>She smiles back. “You’re welcome. You need any other help?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave shakes his head. “No, thank you.” He leads Jack out of the aisle.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>They move to the next aisle and pick out markers. Jack wanted green and pink. Dave added orange, purple and red to the mix. They then picked out glitter, which Dave limited to one bottle, and a glue stick.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>They swiftly paid for their purchases and left the store.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Are we going to the park now, Uncle Dave?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“We sure are,” Dave tells him.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“YAY,” Jack shouts. “Do you think Auntie Pelope will be there yet?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I don’t know, Buddy, let’s call her when we get to the park,” Dave suggests.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Ten minutes later, they pull into the reserved parking area. Dave shows his credentials to the agent manning the lot and is waved through the gate. He parks the car and pulls out his phone, dialing the number as he and Jack exit the car. Dave takes the poster board from Jack as they walk to the grassy area. The phone rings several times before it is answered.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I swear this better be an emergency,” Penelope mumbles into the phone.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Hello Auntie Pelope,” Dave laughs into the phone. A groan emits through the phone. “Jack wants to know if you’re at the park yet.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I am not,” she utters.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Well, Jack is going to be disappointed. He wanted Auntie Pelope to help him with his poster,” Dave says.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Poster?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Wake up, Kitten. Hotch is doing the triathlon today,” he reminds her.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Crap! I’m up,” she groans. “Do I have time to shower?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>He checks his watch and he and Jack find an empty picnic table. “It’s almost nine-thirty, you have about an hour.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Okay. No shower it is. I’ll see you soon,” she promises as she hangs up the phone.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave grins as he pockets the phone. “She’s on her way, Buddy.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack is busy unpacking their supplies.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Hey guys,” Reid calls out as he crosses the grass to them.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Spencer,” Dave says.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Uncle Spence!” Jack abandons his job and runs over to give Reid a hug. “Come see what we got.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Ooh, what are you making,” Reid asks.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“A sign for Daddy,” Jack enthuses.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Excellent,” Reid replies.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Have you seen anyone else,” Dave asks as he gets Jack settled.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Derek’s parking his truck a few blocks over. I saw him as I was walking over,” Reid explains. He helps Jack open a marker. “What are you going to write?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack shrugs.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“How about something like Go Daddy Go,” Dave suggests.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Yeah,” Jack agrees.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Do you want me to start the letters,” Dave continues.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Yes,” Jack nods. “But you have to do the different colors.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave leans over the top of the boy. “Do you want a different color for each word or each letter?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Each letter!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Okay. You hand me the colors, okay?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Okay, Uncle Dave,” Jack agrees.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave lightly writes the first letter and hands Jack the marker. Jack gives him a different color.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Make all the letters big, Uncle Dave,” Jack orders.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Alright, Little Bear.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“What are you doing,” Derek asks as he steps up next to Dave.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Uncle Derek,” Jack yells.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Derek messes Jack’s hair. “Hey, Buddy.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“We’re making a sign for Daddy,” Jack explains.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“That’s awesome,” Derek smiles. He sits on the opposite side of the table. “Where’s Penelope?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“On her way,” Dave says as he continues to write.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I thought she was coming with you,” Derek states.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I had to pick up Jack at five this morning. The girls went out last night,” Dave muses.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Speaking of girls,” Reid cuts in.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>They look up to see JJ and Emily approaching, both of whom are wearing sunglasses. They both slump to the bench.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Someone turn off the sun, please,” Emily pleads.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I like the sun,” Jack replies. “It feels good.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“It does feel good,” Dave agrees. “It’s unseasonably warm today.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Definitely warm for February,” Reid agrees.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“That’s it,” Dave announces as he stands up straight. “Do your best work, Jackers.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Okay, Uncle Dave.” The boy sets to work filling out the letters and decorating the poster.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack finishes the letters and decorates the edges with JJ’s help, when Derek stands up suddenly and strides across the grass. Dave watches noting that Auntie Pelope has arrived. She’s tied her hair up in pigtails, a cute look, Dave notes. She too, wears sunglasses.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>He taps Jack on the shoulder. “Your girlfriend is here.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack looks up and squints. “Auntie Pelope? Where?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave points to the direction Derek had gone. “With Uncle Derek.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Cool.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Ooh, I’m the last one here,” Penelope cries as she approaches the table.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“It’s okay, you made it,” Derek tells her.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Reid checks his watch. “We should probably grab a spot at the finish line. Hotch should be finishing in about fifteen minutes.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I’m not done yet,” Jack announces anxiously.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave places his hands on the boys’ shoulders. “It’s okay. We have time. You and I will finish, while everyone else goes to the finish line.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Aunty Pelope has to help me,” Jack announces.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Of course, I will,” Penelope tells him. She settles on the bench next to him taking the space Reid has vacated. “What do we need to do?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>They settle in putting glue and glitter on the poster.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Derek rounds up the others and leads them off to the finish line. Dave watches as Jack and Penelope work diligently on the poster.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Once they finish, they pack everything into the plastic bag that Penelope then stuffs into her purse. Dave lifts Jack off the bench and hands him the poster.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Be careful not to rub that against you or all the glitter will come off,” Dave warns the boy.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I’ll be careful,” Jack promises.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave helps Penelope to her feet. He leans in for a kiss and pulls back just short of their lips meeting. “Are you drunk? What time did you get home last night?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Home,” she repeats with a soft hiccup. “What’s that?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I hope you didn’t drive here,” he says giving her a worried look.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>She shakes her head and winces. “Cab.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>He chuckles. “All-night bender, I’ve done that a time or two. This day is going to suck for you.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>He turns to Jack. “Make sure you yell really loud, so your Dad can hear you.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I will Uncle Dave,” Jack shouts gleefully.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Penelope moans. “I hate you!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave laughs. He kisses her quickly and takes her hand leading her and Jack in the direction of the finish line where a raucous crowd has gathered.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>They join the others, just feet from the finish line. A barricade keeps them off the course. Derek lifts Jack and places the boy on his shoulders.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“How’s the view,” Dave asks. <br/><br/>“Good,” Jack shouts.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Make sure you yell really loud when Daddy comes,” Dave reminds him.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Penelope smacks Dave in the ribs. “I’m standing over here.” She moves to the other side of Derek. Dave grins.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>The crowd continues to cheer as each racer gets closer and then crosses the line.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“A couple hours,” Reid teases. “A couple hours. You guys didn’t come home till sunrise.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Why are you yelling,” JJ moans.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Emily pleads. “Make him stop.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Derek takes this in. He looks at the girls then glances at Dave. Upon seeing Dave’s smirk, he speaks to Jack. “Ok, hey, Jack? Jack! Earmuffs for a minute. Earmuffs.” Jack covers his ears and Derek turns to Penelope. “What did you guys drink last night?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“The green fairy,” Penelope admits. She turns slightly green as the noise increases. “You’re in the FBI, could you get the entire crowd to stop cheering?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Spencer speaks again. “By my estimates, Hotch will be finishing any minute.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Do you see him, Uncle Dave?” Jack asks excitedly.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave peers at the racers coming closer. “I think I do, kiddo.” He glances up at Jack and points. “Right there! There he is!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>The whole team begins cheering, eliciting a smile on Hotch’s face as he runs closer.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“There he is! Come on!” Dave pushes Derek towards the finish line. They run past the rest of the team.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Yeah! Come on!” Dave shouts. “Get in there!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Penelope follows them, “Come on, Jack!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Let’s go see your Dad, Jack!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Derek sets Jack on the ground. “Go get him, Jack! Go get him. Go, go, go!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Hotch crosses the finish line and slows. He stops at the water table, grabs a water bottle and takes the finisher’s medal the girl hands him. “Thank you,” he tells her.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Jack runs up behind him. “You did it!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Hotch turns around. “I did, buddy, I did. Can you believe it?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Did you see my sign?” Jack asks.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I did,” Hotch replies. He places the medal on his son. “That’s for you, Buddy. Your sign’s fantastic.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>The team surrounds them.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Look at you,” Dave beams. “How do you feel?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I think I’m going to live,” Hotch nods.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Emily speaks up, “That’s pretty impressive. I had money on the swim killing you.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Hotch smiles. “I practiced.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“And it paid off,” Derek, arm around Penelope’s shoulder, says. “Good job!”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Thank you,” Hotch breathes.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Hey,” Reid cuts in. “You guys want to get something to eat?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Yeah,” JJ answers quickly. “Something greasy.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Oh yeah,” Emily agrees.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Hotchner,” a voice from the crowd calls out.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Beth,” Hotch smiles as he shouts at the woman. He looks at Jack. “Jack, there’s someone I want you to meet.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Hotch and Jack walk over to the woman as the team watches. Penelope glances at Dave and notices the smirk on his face.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“You knew,” she accuses him.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave looks at her and raises an eyebrow.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Oh, you are in so much trouble, Mister,” she growls. She steps away from Derek and gets in Dave’s face.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Dave grins. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>She shakes a finger at him. “I asked if Hotch was dating someone and you said you didn’t know.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“I didn’t,” he replies. “Not until a few days ago, anyway.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>She gapes at him. “And you didn’t tell me?”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>He grabs her hand and kisses her fingers. “Kitten, sometimes, you have to learn things when others are ready for you to know.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>She pouts. “Not fair.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“You going to ride with me or Derek,” he asks.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“You,” she replies. She snuggles into him and closes her eyes. “Derek turns the music up too loud.”</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Where are we going,” Spencer asks.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Can we go to Homer’s,” Jack asks.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>They turn to see that Jack, Hotch and Beth have joined them.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Oh, Homers is perfect,” Emily moans.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Perfect choice, Little Bear,” Dave tells.</p>
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<p>“Thanks, Uncle Dave!”</p>
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<p>“Yes, thanks Uncle Dave,” Hotch repeats. “I appreciate you looking after Jack today.”</p>
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<p>Dave surreptitiously looks at Beth. “Anytime.”</p>
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<p>“Can we go eat now,” Jack asks. “I have a rumbly in my tummy.”</p>
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<p>“All them pancakes finally disappear,” Dave asks.</p>
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<p>Jack nods eliciting a smile from all the adults.</p>
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<p>“Let’s go! Uncle Dave’s buying,” Dave announces, causing the team to cheer.</p>
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